[y/n] POV
It's late. My roommates fast asleep, since I hear loud snores every now and then coming from her side of the room. I'm snuggled beneath the blanket. I'm adjusting my head for a better position on my pillow, when suddenly the door opens. I freeze instantly, wondering who would be up at this hour. Nevertheless, who would just walk into someone's room without permission? I hear soft footsteps, it's becomes louder and I realize that whoever it is, is approaching my bed. My heart begins to beat faster. My blanket flips back. I'm about o scream, when a hand covers my mouth. "Shhh...it's just me." A familiar voice whispers. My heart regulates. I pry my best friends fingers off, narrowing my eyes at the dark figure. "What in the world are you doing here, Harry?!? Do you know what time it is?" I whisper loudly. "Can I lay next to you?" He asks, ignoring my questions. Before I could utter another word, he crawls into my bed, and lays himself beside me. I'm silent as he pulls the blanket up. Goosebumps form, once his skin touches mine. "Harry...." I begin to say, but his arm slides across my torso, shutting me up. His fingers rub my side, soothingly. H sighs against the crook of my neck. "I know we only met earlier this year, but..." He pauses. I shift my head. Through the darkness I could see that his eyelids were nearly closed, indicating he was sleepy. "But what?" I ask quietly. He nestles his face closer to mine. "But...I think I'm already falling for you, y/n."
